Jenny Owen Youngs

Jenny Owen Youngs' new album just dropped on the 10th, so I thought it a fitting time to finally tender a review. There's a lot of Alana Davis in this smoky-voiced New Jersey-ite with a penchant for neckties and schoolgirl skirts. No, she's not an Avril wannabe, but yes, I do want to make out with her. I assure you that fact has no bearing on my opinion of the music herein. It's the top shelf of standard female singer/songwriter fare, smacking of longing and angst, sung over dutifully finger-picked guitar and meandering cello. It's like a fine brandy, taken just after dinner. Swirled around the snifter, its bouquet full of maturity and spite, mellow and warm on the palate, velvet heat on the swallow. Tomorrow's blog will serve as dessert.

Voice on Tape
F*ck Was I (ummm, there's profanity in this one, but if you don't mind, it's pretty amazing)
[from Batten the Hatches|buy]


Anonymous Rob said...

I'm not a big fan of what Universal/Nettwerk has done to the re-release of this record. the new mixes and edits seem to have ruined the cohesiveness that thwe 2005 pressing had.

and music side the new album art isn't nearly as impressive as the booklet she did herself for the indie version.

a big letdown in terms of re-releases, but she's bloody brilliant nonetheless.

folks who never heard the original release will love the "new" album.

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